Steel Shackles by Patrick Richards

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Steel Shackles

(Patrick Richards)


Steel Shackles

Introduction

 

When we wake up in the morning, we never know where life's journey will lead us. There will be many twists and turns. Dead ends and sudden changes in directions are all part of the plan. Who would know that flunking out of college and trying to start a landscaping business would change my life forever?

Well, maybe it was obvious. I was going to be a success in life. I had it made. With great marks in high school and a full ride scholarship to a major university, I was on the road to success. I could have followed that map, but I fucked it up. Instead of studying, I spent every night on the internet or in adult book stores addicted to porn.

My dad warned me when he got a notice in the middle of the first semester that my grades were seriously low. He told me about the valedictorian of his class. He had a similar scholarship to MIT. In January, he was working on construction, pulling wires for minimum wage with an electrical company instead of learning how to be an electrical engineer.

I had the world by the tail. Nothing could slow me down except for an unstoppable interest in Femdom porn. It was more than that. Everything I read, I wanted to experience. I was totally addicted. It was all that mattered to me. I was like an alcoholic. I couldn't stop. I wanted more. Everyone knows that until you are ready to quit, you'll never get your ass out of the pool. School didn't matter. It wasn't what I wanted.

Life has its ups and downs. Instead of graduating with a six figure plus income, I rode a lawn mower, making two hundred a week if I was lucky and the weather cooperated.

Someone said you have to play the cards that you're dealt. The trouble is, I didn't know the difference between a five card flush and two pairs. The first hand would give me the entire pot, but those Jacks and fives left me exactly where I wanted to be.

When you get on the highway through life, it's not the Grand Canyon, Glacier or Yellowstone. Those places are not what made me happy. It was on the back streets in darkened doorways that stirred my soul. For me it was the sex and bondage, the pain and servitude and the need to be dominated by a Mistress in black leather underwear. That was all that mattered.

As Robert Frost said in his famous poem The Road Not Taken, 'and that made all the difference.' I think it's more than that. I read that poem many, many times and believe he says you have to follow your own path in life. No one can plan it for you. The key is never being sorry you didn't take the other.


 

Chapter One

 

'Tyler....'

'Yes, Mrs. Phillips.'

'I want you to stop what you're doing right now and come into the house and fuck me,' I thought I heard her say.

'Ex... ex... excuse me, Ma'am,' I responded, looking up at her a little bit confused.

'Let me explain it in a little more detail, so you'll understand. I'm really horny. I need your big, hard cock in my pussy. I want you to come upstairs to my bedroom and make love to me. I like it hard and deep. I want you to fuck me until I scream and shake with a dozen powerful orgasms. You can do that for me, can't you?'

I immediately stopped spreading the ground-up wood mulch around the shrubs near her house and looked her right in the eyes. Mrs. Phillips stood there beside me. She was naked except for a nearly transparent, pale pink silk robe that was completely open, revealing her magnificent body. I could see her beautiful breasts. They were perfect, but to a twenty year old, overly horny guy, any naked boob would be flawless. Her pear shaped breasts were not huge, but they were full with large, round, dark nipples pointing right out at me.

I swallowed hard and just stared at her, trying to comprehend what she just said.

My eyes continued down her tan, slender body. A ways below her navel a thin line of blond pubic hair led my eyes down between her slightly spread legs to her magnificent pussy. Immediately I started to get hard. What guy wouldn't?

'Wh... wh... what was that, Ma'am?' I tried to say, fumbling for words.

'I want you to come to my bedroom and make love to me. I do excite you, don't I?'

'Ye... ye... yes, Ma'am, bu... but....'

She laughed. 'Part of your job, besides being the landscaper, is satisfying my personal needs. I'm sorry if I didn't tell you that when you were hired, but understand this... you are not just the gardener. I didn't hire you just to work around the yard. The big bulge in those tight Levis definitely turned me on. Besides, I've seen the way you look at me when I'm at the pool. I've watched you sneak around behind the bushes to watch me sunbathing in the nude. I've seen your big cock grow, trying to get hard as I lay out there getting a tan. I knew you went behind the shed and got yourself off, didn't you?'

She took a deep breath. 'But, if you aren't able to handle it, I can easily find some other young guy with a big dick who can satisfy my needs. The choice is yours boy. Lick my pussy and fuck me whenever I want it or hit the road. It's just that simple.'

I was sweating, and my cock was fighting with all its might to get hard and stand up at attention.

She laughed, as she watched me squirm.

'How big is it anyway?' she asked with a sexy little smile.

'What's that, Mrs. Phillips?'

'First off, if you're going to be my boy toy, it's not Mrs. Phillips, it's Leanne, understand?'

'Yes, Ma'am.'

She chuckled and shook her head back and forth. 'It's not Ma'am either,' she said coyly, as she approached me. 'I see your mother raised a gentleman, but what I want you to do to me probably wouldn't please her, would it?'

Her hands closed around the back of my neck and pulled me closer. 'It's Leanne.'

She leaned in tighter and pulled my head down enough to nibble on my ear lobe. Then I felt her hands on the button of my jeans. They loosened. Her teeth left my ear as soft kisses led her down the side of my neck while her hand lowered the zipper.

My cock was throbbing. Without thinking, I put my arms around her. We kissed passionately for a couple of minutes. Her tongue pushed deep into my mouth and tangled with mine, as her hands slid my Levis and boxers down just a bit. Immediately my hard cock sprang forth, fully erect and eagerly ready. I lowered my hands down on to her ass cheeks and pulled her in tight against my stiff, throbbing shaft.

'I knew it wouldn't take much to get you excited,' she giggled. 'You young guys are always so fucking horny. I guess it doesn't matter that I'm nearly twice your age,' she remarked. 'I'm what's known as a cougar, and I've decided that you are my prey.'

I didn't respond, as her left hand slid down the length of my stiff manhood, and her right one gently cupped my balls.

'What's this monster anyway - seven or eight inches?'

'I guess.'

She laughed. 'Every guy knows how big his cock is. It's bragging rights, and it appears that yours is something to really boast about.'

Her hand slid back up and grasp the bottom of my tee shirt, pulling it up over my arms and head.

'Ever made love to a woman?'

'Yea... sure.'

'Now I'm not talking about a quick fuck in the back seat of your car, or in your case on the front seat of your pick-up. I'm talking about an hour or better of licking a woman's pussy, bringing her to a number of powerful orgasms - maybe even more. Do you know how to satisfy a woman? Have you ever made one of your little tiny-bopper girlfriends scream and moan with sexual pleasure and beg for more?'

I didn't say anything.

'I thought so.'

'But...'

'There's no need to explain. You young guys think that having sex is just getting yourself off,' as she laughed. 'You're so naļve. You have no idea about a woman's needs. We want orgasms too, and trust me - one is never enough. So, let me ask you... are you man enough to satisfy me? Can you make me scream and beg for more?'

'I... I'd like to try.'

'I bet you would. Come on, let's see what happens.'

'But, what about your husband?'

She laughed. 'It may not look like it right now, but I'm the only one who wears pants in our family. That worthless piece of shit... he's no man - not even close. He's unable to satisfy my needs. Hell, he can't get himself off either. So don't worry. He'll never bother us. What I do is none of his concern, and he knows it.'

She grabbed my hand and pulled me along behind her. When we got to her bedroom, she immediately lost the robe and stood there totally naked in front of me. I couldn't believe what was happening. There was the most beautiful goddess I've ever seen. Her body was perfect - gorgeous tits, narrow waist, long legs and a magnificent ass.

'Get undressed. Let's shower,' she said, as she disappeared into her bathroom.

Before long we were rubbing soap with a luffa on each other's bodies. We kissed and felt each other. Then she got down on her knees and took my hard, throbbing cock in her mouth. With one smooth motion all eight inches of my prick slid into her mouth. She licked and sucked on my cock for several minutes, bringing me ever closer to ejaculation. But just before I blew, she pulled back.

'Please, Leanne... don't stop.'

She laughed. 'You've got a lot to learn, young fellow. You don't get to blow your rocks and get any pleasure until I'm completely satisfied, and if you do, you'll be severely punished.'

I chuckled, 'What you gonna do, spank me?'

She grabbed my balls and squeezed them extra tight.

'Ah - h... don't... please.'

'Then don't be a smart ass. Spanking would be way too easy. Later you'll see what I do to punish those who displease me, but let's not discuss that right now,' she explained, as she released my nuts.

A funny feeling came over me, but quickly subsided, as she put her arms around me and drew me in tight. As we kissed, she rubbed her snatch up and down on my erect manhood, keeping me right on the very edge. I reached down and cupped my hands under her round, little ass cheeks, lifting her up just a little. She nibbled on my neck and probed her tongue in my mouth as our excitement rose to yet another level.

Finally, she urged me down on the floor of her immense shower. I was on my back, and she mounted me as if she were riding a wild stallion. With one smooth movement she was straddling my face with her hungry twat on my mouth.

'Let's see how good you are, boy. Bring me. Make me happy.'

Oral sex was not actually in my repertoire. It was something I'd never had any experience doing. None of my earlier girlfriends were into it. Yea, some would give me a blow job, but they would never let me near their pussys.

I remember the first night I had sex. We were in the back seat of my father's Chrysler. I was with a sexy, overly horny, little blond from my Chemistry class named Jeanie. She obviously had more experience than me. She had sucked my cock. I was fully hard and ready when she said that she had to go pee. She got out of the car and squatted just behind the door. 'Don't look,' she said. I didn't. When she climbed back in and wanted to fuck, I couldn't get hard. I fumbled around with a rubber and totally missed my opportunity, but three days later, we did it. There was no Trojan, just sex. I liked it. I got myself off, but she didn't. She never went out with me again because I didn't know how to satisfy her. But now, it was different. I'd read about it on the internet. I knew what I had to do, and I did my best.

My tongue probed deep into her love tunnel for several minutes, as the water cascaded down upon us. I tongue fucked her as deep and as hard as I could, but that was not what she needed.

'Move forward. Find my clit,' she whispered, as she moved back just a little.

As I licked up the length of her crack, I found her hard, little nub. She jumped slightly, as my tongue brushed over it and let out a soft, pleasured purr. There was no doubt that this was what she wanted.

I concentrated my efforts on her clit and threw her right into a powerful orgasm. She screamed and moaned with delight as a violent shudder consumed her. I didn't stop even though her girl cum filled my mouth. My tongue beat her love button with all the force I could muster. Her screams of joy echoed off the marble tiled walls.

Quickly she swung around, so she was facing my weapon.

'Don't stop! More... more... more,' she begged.

As I continued, she leaned down and again took my cock in her mouth. I continued my oral attack, as she bit and sucked on my dick. I knew she was getting closer to another orgasm. Her hands fondled my balls and started to squeeze them ever tighter. As I took her over the edge for a second time, her hands crushed my nuts while her teeth bit painfully into my cockhead. I moaned in pain but didn't dare lessen my attack on her hard, sensitive clit.

Her grip eased up, and I continued to please her, bringing her to a third orgasm. Finally, she eased her body off my face. We finished our shower and soon dried off, but I couldn't get the lyrics of a recent song by Tori MacLeod called Ex's and Oh's out of my mind. The first lyrics were, 'she taught me all the things that I didn't know, then she let me go.' I got the funny feeling that I wasn't going to be let go any time soon.

'You're a fast learner. You did well and seemed to tolerate the pain. Now you can have your reward.'

She lay on the bed and spread her long, slender legs apart, inviting me in. I was so hot. I easily slid my hard cock into her moist pussy and started right in, but it didn't take me very long. A little over a minute passed before I blew a huge load of cum deep inside her. God it was wonderful.

Leanne laughed. 'You've got to learn to pace yourself. Women don't like a two minute wonder. Come here.'